Mitternachtshacking

Windows XP zieht Vista bei sämtlichen Performance Tests die Hose aus. Anscheinend ist Vista noch viel schlechter als gedacht während XP mit dem zukünftigen SP3 sogar noch 10% Geschwindigkeitsgewinn bekommt. Und was sagt Microsoft dazu?

Microsoft admits that the launch has not gone as well as the company would have liked. „Frankly, the world wasn’t 100 percent ready for Windows Vista,“ corporate vice president Mike Sievert said in a recent interview at Microsoft’s partner conference in Denver.

Interessante Sicht … auf die Idee, das Vista nicht 100% „ready“ gewesen sein könnte kommt bei Microsoft offensichtlich niemand mehr. Schon krass.
Alle Details bei CNet.

Das Wochenende kristallisiert sich langsam als Spaßtag heraus 😉 Heute deshalb ein paar Lieder für Programmierer

Write in C

When I find my code in tons of trouble,
Friends and colleagues come to me,
Speaking words of wisdom:
„Write in C“

As the deadline fast approaches,
And bugs are all that I can see,
Somewhere, someone whispers:
„Write in C.“

Write in C, write in C,
Write in C, oh, write in C.
LOGO’s dead and buried,
Write in C.

I used to write a lot of FORTRAN,
For science it worked flawlessly.
Try using it for graphics!
Write in C.

If you’ve just spent nearly 30 hours,
Debugging some assembly,
Soon you will be glad to
Write in C.

Write in C, Write in C,
Write in C, yeah, Write in C.
BASIC’s not the answer.
Write in C.

Write in C, Write in C,
Write in C, oh, Write in C
PASCAL won’t quite cut it.
Write in C.

Write in C, write in C,
Write in C, yeah, write in C.
Don’t even mention COBOL,
Write in C.

And when the screen is fuzzy,
And the editor is bugging me,
I’m sick of ones and zeroes,
Write in C.

A thousand people swear that T.P.
Seven is the one for me.
I hate the word PROCEDURE,
Write in C.

Write in C, write in C,
Write in C, yeah, write in C.
PL1 is 80’s,
Write in C.

Write in C, write in C,
Write in C, oh, write in C.
The government loves ADA,
Write in C.

(Melodie „Let it be“)

Yesterday

Yesterday, all those backups seemed a waste of pay.
Now my database has gone away – Oh I believe in yesterday.

Suddenly, there’re not half the files there used to be.
Now’s a milestone hanging over me – The system crashed so suddenly.
I pushed something wrong, what it’s been I couldn’t say.
Now all my data’s gone and I long for yesterday-ay-ay-ay.
Yesterday, the need for backups seemed so far away.
I thought my data allways here to stay – Now I believe in yesterday !

(Melodie „Yesterday“)

American Pie Hacker Style

Long, long, time ago, I can still remember
How UNIX used to make me smile…
And I knew that with a login name
That I could play those unix games
And maybe hack some programs for a while.
But February made me shiver
With every program I’d deliver
Bad news on the doorstep,
I couldn’t take one more spec…
I can’t remember getting smashed
When I heard about the system crash
And all the passwords got rehashed
The Day That UNIX Died…
And I was singing:

Chorus:
Bye, bye, nroff, rogue and vi
Gave my program to Phil Levy but Phil Levy was high,
The boys on the board were sayin‘ „kill this, goodbye.“
Singin‘ this’ll be the day that I die…
This’ll be the day that I die

Did you write the new games shell
And do you have faith in the manual?
If b:dennie tells you so…
Well, do you believe in UNIX C
Can hacking save you memory
And can you tell me why vi’s so slow
Well, I know that you’re in love with C
‚Cause I saw your code on UNIX B
You just kicked off your shoes
Man, you cleaned up every kludge!
I was a lonely young computer geek
With a program due ‚most every week
But I guess that I was meant to freak
The Day That UNIX Died
And I was singin:

(chorus)

Well, for ten weeks we’ve been in this class
The professor really is an ass.
But that’s not how it used to be…
When Ira Pohl taught in CIS 12
And user limits could go to hell
And there was still space on UNIX C.
And while the board was looking ‚round
The Chancellor brought the budget down
The classes were adjourned
Evaluations weren’t returned
And while Huffman read a book by Pohl
The CIS board made some prof’s heads roll
And we wrote programs that weren’t whole
The Day That UNIX Died
And we were singin’…

(chorus)

Helter skelter in the summer swelter
I went in the lab to find some shelter
Ninety degrees and risin‘ faaaaaasst!!!
C stayed up for ten whole days
The hackers really were amazed
Wonderin‘ how long it all would last.
Well, both the forums were really great
Nobody got us all irate
We had a stroke of luck
The system did not duck
‚Cause the hackers kept their code real clean
The UNDR-shell was really keen
Do you recall what was the scene
The Day That UNIX Died
And we were singin…

(chorus)

Our programs were all in one place,
UNIX had run out of space
With no time left to start again…
So, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick,
Use every programming trick
‚Cause UNIX may soon crash again…
And as I watched the system fill
My login process would be killed.
The system just went down
Consternation up at Crown“!!!
The hours went on into the night
And all that we could do was rite
I saw Dennie laughing with delight
The Day That UNIX Died
And he was singin’…

(chorus)

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some stat lab news
But she just cursed and said „grow up“
I went down through the stat lab door
Where I’d learned of UNIX years before
But the man there said that UNIX wasn’t up
And in the halls the students screamed,
The majors cried and the hackers dreamed,
But not a word was spoken
The Vaxes all were broken
And the three folks I admire most
The Father, Frank, and a. G.’s ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The Day That UNIX Died
And they were singin…

So bye, bye, nroff, rogue and vi
Gave my program to Phil Levy but Phil Levy was high.
The boys on the board were sayin‘ „kill this, goodbye“
Singin‘ this’ll be the day that I die…

(Melodie „American Pie“)